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    Ride on.

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    VictoriouschildVictoriouschild
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    This is going to be interesting

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    VictoriouschildVictoriouschild
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    Patiently waiting for April 4th

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    bring it on

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    Right here

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    EPISODE 1

    Ding! Ding! The alarm sounded at the worst of
    time. i had barely slept for an hour and the
    sleep is still very much in my eyes but i have
    to get out of bed now if i don’t want to miss
    the 6:00am bus trip to Lagos.
    The past three month has been very hectic for
    me, endless hours of lectures and an even
    longer hours of staying behind in class to
    read and understand what the lecturer just
    taught. It’s my first year in the University and
    i feel the pressure already. I could have
    chosen to spend my time partying like most of
    my other colleagues but that’s just not an
    option for me, i’m here to get a degree and
    make my mother proud, that and nothing
    else.
    I quickly got up from bed, looked at my
    roommate, Michael, as loud as the alarm was,
    i bet he didn’t hear it. You see Micheal can
    sleep through an earthquake, he sleeps 9pm
    every night and wakes up 10am in the
    morning and by 2pm he takes a nap again,
    he never misses his sleeps like he misses his
    lectures. I ran to the bathroom and wash up
    and in 20mins i was ready to leave. i carried
    my already packed luggage, looked around the
    room to see if i haven’t forgotten anything, i
    better not forget a thing, I’ll be away for
    6weeks. That’s all we got for our first
    semester break.
    I decided i need to wake Michael up, i tapped
    him and that had no effect so i tapped again,
    this time a little harder like i was beating a
    drum
    Me: Michael! Ogbeni! wake up, i don they go
    lasgidi
    Michael: (yearning ) why you con wake me
    up ? shey na me go drive you go ni?
    Me: I just wanted to say goodbye
    Michael: Mr. man dey go jare, bye bye! no
    wake me again o if you know sey you wan
    reach lasgidi in peace.
    He turnes his back and before long he was
    snoring again. Michael is a final year student
    and i still wonder how he got there even with
    all the sleeping. i got out of the house and
    took a bike to the park and i was the last
    passenger, i paid and within 15 minutes we
    were already on the lagos/Ibadan expressway.
    My school, University of Ibadan has used up
    all the energy i had so i couldnt wait to go
    home, i couldnt wait to see my mom and
    brother, Wale. I have missed them all. But
    most importantly, i couldn’t wait to see
    Bidemi Adegboye! the girl who has had my
    heart for more than a year now, i have seen
    alot of girls in school but none has made me
    feel the way Bidemi makes me feel, she’s
    everything i want in a girl and she’s almost
    perfect and maybe this time when i get home
    i’ll finally have the courage to walk up to her
    and tell her how i really feel about her.
    The trip ended faster than i expected and in
    no time i was in front of our house and
    knocking on the door, Wale opened and
    screamed my name
    Wale: Dolapo ooooo!
    Me: Wale oooooo
    We both bust into laughter and shook hands.
    Wale who is 2 years younger than me has
    been my best friend since ever. Though we
    fight alot, especially at those times he forgets
    that i am his older brother and therefore
    deserves to be respected. He’s almost as tall as
    i am so to him, the 2 years gap doesn’t matter
    to him and often time he got punched in the
    mouth when he brings it up
    Mom came out of the kitchen and had that
    priceless smile every son wishes to recieve
    from his mother. i postrated as i approached
    her
    Me: Ekule Mummy (greetings)
    Mom: Dolapo! Kaabo omo mi! Bawo ni irin ajo
    re (Dolapo! welcome my son! How was your
    trip)
    Me: Fine o mummy
    Mom:Thank God! i know you’re hungry, go
    and wash up, the Semo and Efo riro soup is
    almost ready
    I have.dreamt of my mom’s soup for weeks in
    school, i couldn’t wait to devour it and leave
    no remnants. Wale and I went inside our
    room. Our house is just a two bedroom flat,
    that’s all my mom could afford and for a
    widow, no one can blame her.
    I was a year and half old when Father died,
    Mom was pregnant with Wale. I remembered
    just a few details of Father, i remember i
    always sit on his lap and watch Sesame
    streets every Saturday morning. Father loved
    to listen to the news but would sit with as i
    watched my cartoons.He gave his name,
    Dolapo Martins Jr. I miss him everyday. He
    died in a ghastly motor accident, i was asleep
    when the news came, Mom screamed on top
    of her voice and no one could hold her down.
    Just 3 weeks after Father died some of my
    uncles drove Mother out of the house
    accusing her of using witchcraft to kill her
    husband.
    Growing up was hard, we moved from places.
    It was especially hard for mother because
    Father didnt allow her to work, he worked
    hard and provided for his wife, son and
    unborn child. Mom gave birth to Wale 6
    months after Father died, all he heard was
    stories about his father and pictures to see
    what he looked like. Mom was between jobs
    for years but finally when i was 12 she got a
    job as an accountant in a company, she
    spends her earnings just to take care of her
    two sons who eats like gluttons.
    Wale snapped me out of my thinking with
    one of his numerous and annoying
    questions.
    Wale: Dolly P! how the girls for UI
    (Wale is only 17 but i know he’s spoken to or
    dated more girls than i could dream of)
    Me: You this boy! when you get admission,
    you go see them yourself
    Wale: I cant wait o, now that i have passed
    my WAEC na only Jamb remain
    >Me: just prepare for it well o, we cant afford
    to disappoint Mom abeg
    Wale: Trust me now.. i sabi book pass you
    Me: My friend Shut up !!
    (We both laughed at how silly we looked)
    Me: (clears throat) so Wale tell me now, how
    far with Bidemi ??
    Wale: (laughing) see you o! Mr lover lover.
    siddon there! you don miss show plenty
    >Me: (curious) Abeg gist me, wetin happen…
    >Wale: Na long story o, i no get time
    ” I said to myself, i walked faster picking the
    fallen apples, vigorously running after the
    apples which wouldn’t stop rolling away, one
    apple almost fell into the drainage, i made a
    quick dash, grabbed the apple and gbam! i
    fell inside the dirty water. I felt like a hero
    but all this time, Bidemi was looking at me in
    disbelieve. I stepped out of the drainage,
    soaked up and looked up at her
    Bidemi?smiling) Thanks but you shouldn’t
    have bothered yourself. Those apples are
    spoilt already, i was actually going to throw
    them away. Anyways, thank you!
    She turned and left before i could say a word.
    i looked down at the apples and noticed they
    are indeed spoilt. D--n! i fell inside a gutter
    just to save bad apples so i can impress a girl!
    F--k me!! I was drenched in dirty water!
    “Dolapo!!!! Your food is ready o come and eat
    Sighs! Starting tomorrow, i have to summon
    courage to walk up to Bidemi and have a
    conversation with her, i know i have to, i just
    have to. Haven decided that, i made my way
    to the dinning table before Mom calls out
    again..

    To Be Continued…

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    YohmiYohmi
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    Something came up and I just had to post today cos Monday may not be SURE. but anyways story has to roll on


    @victoriouschild
    List pls new episode here

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    hmmmm

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